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Harry Potter didn't think today was going to get much worse. He had received a note from one of the wizards. He was pretty sure it was Ginny or Hermione. Ron and Luna probably wouldn't have the initiative to track him down. But he wasn't keen to deal with this. He had clients to deal with.
He muddled through the day and wouldn't talk to any of his associates. He just wasn't in the mood; he felt like if he didn't talk to anyone, he would stay hidden. Sadly, that wasn't the case for him. Around lunchtime a snowy owl landed on his windowsill.
He opened the window and yelled "Shoo! Shoo!" He swatted the bird a couple times and then it got a little ugly.
The owl flew in the office and began violently pecking Harry. His office was locked; his associates could not open the door and could not guess what all of his hollering was about. They thought of Harry as mild mannered, why would he be shouting in the middle of the day?
Harry stormed out of his office, clutching two pieces of parchment. He had white feathers in his hair and one of his lenses was cracked. His files and briefcase were still on his desk and he had not shut down the computer.
As he got in his Kia Sorrento, he took out his cell phone and called Cynthia. When she did not answer, he hastily left a message saying there were family problems in the UK and he needed to leave immediately. Hopefully she wouldn't remember that he had no family….
He parked in the driveway and went into the house. He bolted all the doors and windows and disconnected all but one phone. He now knew why Uncle Vernon had moved to the house on the rock when he was being sent the letters-magic was relentless.
After a few minutes, he was able to catch his breath. He sat in one of the plush armchairs when there was a crack.
Someone apparated into the house he thought.
The figure walked into the room in scarlet robes and holding a broomstick. She was tall and had poker straight ginger hair.
Ginny was standing in his living room, and looked just about ready to throw one of the Unforgiveable Curses at him.